Don't Let Me Fall(36)

“This isn’t any of my business but if you say that you cheated on her, I will cut off your balls right now,” I said. Remy glanced at me and he gulped. Oh, shit. It’s bad.

“You f-ucking *!” Jacky said backing away from him. “Ohmygod. This is not happening.”

I reached across the kitchen counter and pulled out a knife from the knife block. I warned him. I love the guy like family but if he hurts my sister, he’s dead. Or his future is

anyways.

“Whoa!” Matty said grabbing my hand. “There’s no need for that. Put it down.” Hell no!

Jacky is full on crying now as Remy talks to her.

Dad got involved.

And then I heard it.

“I want you to marry me.”

The whole house went silent and Jacky sniffled.

“What?” she sobbed.

Oh. My. God.

I glanced at Matty and he was smiling at me as I set the knife down. I glanced at Dad and he’s smiling. Then Remy. He’s not sure what emotion to show right now.

“I f-ucking love you, Jacky,” Remy said wiping her eyes. “I’d never hurt you. You’re my life. You are the only girl I want to spend the rest of my life with, have kids with,

grow old with. I want you to be my wife.”

Everyone talked at the same time.

“Aww!” Kelsey squealed.

“f-uck me,” Finn said frowning.

“Shit,” I said.

“Finally,” Matty and Dad said.

Then Remy asked the question he should have asked years ago. “Will you marry me?” And he pulled out a diamond ring.

Jacky attacked him. She full on jumped on him and sent him flying into the counter but he never let her go.

“Yes! Yes, I’ll f-ucking marry you!” she screamed.

After she was done squealing like a little girl after twisting her hand in different angles to see the ring, Remy put her down and she wiped her face, trying to look pretty. If only

Jacky knew that she’s always pretty.

“You were really going to castrate me?” Remy breathed, glancing at me.

“I’m sorry,” I said. “I didn’t know this was happening.” I f-ucking ruined the proposal. Instead of having a happy Jacky, I made her doubt Remy and we got a crying Jacky.

“You get to keep your balls now,” I said walking over to him. “Jacky wants babies.” I hugged him tight and said I was sorry about the almost castration.

“Alright Mr. and Mrs. Carter, I have to leave you at this special time to go work,” I said. “I’ll see you later. Go have sex or something.”

“Birdie. Please. I’m standing right here,” Dad said.

We all got into the sex talk, making Dad turn redder.

“What about you and Logan?” Jacky asked before I could head out of the kitchen. Dammit. I should have known she would bring that up.

“What?” Finn asked. “There’s a you and Logan?”

No there isn’t a me and Logan. Not yet, I mean. We did say we’d try this out. So what are we?

“No,” I said. “We’re just friends.” Friends that have sex. Freaking yummy, delicious, hot sex.

“Are you sure?” Jacky asked staring hard at me. “You two seemed pretty–”

“How small is that diamond?” I asked. Her eyes dropped to her ring and she examined it. I gave Remy an I’m-sorry shrug and I slipped out of the kitchen. Her ring isn’t small.

But Jacky is a girl and she loves big things. I think in her mind, her ring should be the size of an orange.

I grabbed my purse and Dad’s keys.

“Be back before midnight,” I called out.

“I love you too!” Finn said back.

I laughed and headed out.

Man, that guy is cute. And annoying. His birthday is next Monday and I don’t know what to get him. Maybe a picture of me naked and ‘I love you’ written on the bottom.

Yeah f-ucking right.

In his dreams.

Shit. Maybe in his dreams that is exactly what he pictures. Ha. Who am I kidding? In his dreams he is having sex with me. That’s better than a picture.

I drove over to the bar and started serving drinks. Peyton only asked me once what was up yesterday and I made up some shit about having an upset stomach. He nodded and said he

hopes I feel better.

I hope so too.

It was around ten-thirty when the place got crowded and my eyes landed on a crowd of people walking in. It was Aimee, Caleb, Logan, Darren, Kevin and three of the guys that I see

sitting with him in the dining hall.

I’m not embarrassed of working here but I do have a problem showing off my arms to people I go to school with. I don’t want them to see that I cut myself. That I’m crazy.

Suicidal.

A long whistle broke through the loud noise and my head turned in the direction.

Dammit.

Jonathon’s here.

And he’s here with his cousin, Victor, and some other guy who I can’t see. He’s waiting at a table near the back of the… Wait a second…shit. I really hope that name is just

used more than it should be because it’ll be weird if he’s the same Victor that is trashing Aimee’s name.

“I didn’t know you worked here,” Jon said leaning on the bar. His green eyes took me in and he smiled. I also noticed he’s kind of tipsy. “When do you get off?” Apparently